Rabu, 23 Maret 2011

Stopped In My Tracks

For some reason I'm having a tough time saying 'dead in my tracks' lately.  It's the d word I just can't stomach.  So instead I'm switching it up to what's above.  Same thing, no d and I'm rambling again.  Blame it on Jillian Michaels and her 30 Day Shred.  I've successfully completed Day 2 having acquired a slight hobble due to burning thighs.  No pain no gain suckers.  That's what I tell them when they threaten collapse on the living room floor.

Onto a brighter topic.  Earlier this week Shopbop sent me yet another dirty email, this time taunting me with Opening Ceremony.  Confession:  I don't usually get overly amped up over Opening Ceremony so I opened it with ease chuckling under my breath, "Ha ha Shopbop you can't get me this time" when of course I was greeted by these:

Opening Ceremony - Chantal Lace Platform Bootie
How's that for a b*tch slap?  

Not moments before I had been scanning the closet thinking about how I needed some 60's type shoes for my Tucker dresses.  I tried to calm myself down saying, "Oh Gene Simmons from KISS would have worn a black version of those", but truthfully that only kind of made me want them more.  KISS addict here dear readers.  No shame in the admittance.  But that was only a temporary diversion because as I continued to scroll it got even better:


Hel-looo!  I'm now thinking of both pairs of these shoes pret-ty much all day long.  Can you imagine them with Tucker prints galore?  Why of course you can, and so can I, hence my daydreams.  This pair especially has me.  Cork + just feminine enough without going overboard to girlie world.  As I'm typing I'm trying to think of things I can sell to get these into my closet.  Thanks for that idea, Carey.  Anyone?  Anyone??

Opening Ceremony-Fringe Long Skirt

And never mind just the shoes.  While I was perusing I decided to go for it and hit up all of the Opening Ceremony category only to find this fringe piece of heaven.  Try not to stare at the shoes and just stay focused on the skirt.  I know, I know it's not easy but you can do it.  The skirt is gorgeous.  It is a fringe lovers dream.  I imagine wearing it with a simple t-shirt on a hot night.  You know, at the Chef's new restaurant that he finally got possession of.  HOLLAR!!  I'll hopefully have some more details to share in the upcoming days, but for now let's just have a moment of silence with the skirt.

Moment.

Onward and upward.  We're almost at Friday.  I can barely still walk even though I did the Shred and Pilates (silly overachiever), and a few more people jumped onboard the workout wagon.  Can someone pay me for working out?  Is there a government stipend for keeping fit?  I'm losing it...

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